Collage

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I know 
You are breaking.
Like a fool
I catch 
The jagged 
falling pieces.

My
Bloodied hands
saving 
Every shard…
Secretly
Hoping 
to 
Put you back 
Together.

Shattered
I re-build you
From memory. 
Through my 
Words 
You 
Still exist…

The need
To see your face
Just,
One more time…
Is the reason
I sit here destroying
blank pages.

Trying 
Desperately 
To
Reassemble 
your
living, 
puzzle pieces.

©R.Marrs~2014.

Missing Link

hole-in-the-wall

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I saw the future…
It was raining blood
My feet are still wet.
I retrace red foot prints
Back to the wall
I stepped out from.

I watched
Purple skies burn
While fiery fingers
Fucked the clouds
Until
Orgasmic lightning
Effloresced
Through the atmosphere.

I inhaled
Weighted breaths,
The heavy air sits
Like metal in my lungs.
bystanders
Watch from
Custom made fish bowls
Placing bets on my
Existence.

There is nothing green…
The landscape
is a stranger
Draped
In stainless steel,
Feasting
On the remnants of humanity.

Flying lights
Pretend to be
Birds…
Their songs
Replaced with
Mechanical clicks
As the new skyline hums
With information.

I saw the future…
But…
We were not there.

©R.Marrs~2014

Love Transfusion

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She looks in the mirror and hates the thing she sees.

Her beautiful body, looked upon as if diseased.

False images of beauty flood her senses until her eyes drip with daydreams.

So she starves that thing until it and,
her love
dies.

He runs until it burns to breath.

The chase day in – day out, no reprieve.

They hunt him with hateful noise.

Whispers traveled “he likes to kiss boys”.

He keeps his truth hidden so deep inside,

That it dies with his love
smothered with lies.

She wants them to see her brain
Not the body its in.

The words slither from a devilish grin.

“Just show a little skin”.

Her hopes crushed.

Broken she bleeds potential, as her love dies.

Love should not tell us were fat.

It doesn’t care if your white or black.

Love is not male or female.

Love should not prevent, it should prevail.

When it dies… we die.

Even those of us that hate everything,
Love something.
So… love something.
Love anything.
Just give…
So love can live.

© R.Marrs~2014.

Eye contact

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You ask me to look at you
But…
All I feel are your hands, electrified bright blue.
My skin conducting the attraction of your high voltage touch.
Our pain intertwined…
Innocence buried under crumbling Sand Castles,
waiting to be exposed.
You ask me to look at you
But…
The vultures circling this rotting love
have already dined on my eyes.
The truth is…
I’ve never needed them, 
to see you.

 ©R.Marrs~2014.

Weightless

 

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The wind Carries us.
Passengers cradled
In invisible hands.

Specks scattered
Adrift
This sea
Of
Chaotic time space.

We journey
arrogantly against the currents
our souls whispering
Stay with me…

we defy death
In open air…
As the sky exhales silken backdrops.

Our passion born,
within the shapeless wombs of black dreams.

We navigate turbulent mind states
Fighting to stay afloat.

Through our faith in eachother
we remain buoyant.
Weightless…

©R.Marrs~2014.

Roar

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Majestic strides fall Silent within
Fashioned iron rods,
Growing from concrete.
Quelling
Once
wild hearts.
Stolen stars plucked from their
crowns…
In exchange for false kingdoms.
Human usurpers,
who fancy themselves kings.
Rubbing rotund bellies
Wiping dollar signs
from the corners
Of their mouths.
Extracting profit from life,
while
Broken
Beast…
Dream of freedom.

© R.Marrs~2014.

Fire Catcher

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She burned her hands
Trying to cage fire.
Lessons of the heart
marked by scars of 
Trial and error.
Trying to capture its,
alluring…
yet
illusory warmth
suspended,
Just out of reach.
Still… she fights 
With shield and sword
Like lock and key,
She needs this…
For through
This
Pain…
She finds pleasure.

R.Marrs~2014.

 

 

©R.Marrs~2014.

 

Brave

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I have watched seasons change
In your eyes.
They glint like honey coated jewels,
within the ever changing hues.
I see you inside my smile.
Living medicine, my remedy in human form.
My attention is yours.
I know you.
Yet…
I discover new ways to,
adore you.
You have faced my demons head on.
So brave…
When all I feel is broken,
you resurrect my will.
Cloaked in my darkness
Unafraid
you take the hand of a
Monster…
For your fearlessness 
I love you.

 © R.Marrs~2014.

Candy Man

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Those sweet lies…
I savor the remains of the sticky confection
on my lips.
My saliva retracts each blissful moment.
My ravenous hunger unsatisfied.
Foolishly I engorge every morsel.
Never knowing the sugary circumference 
Is but a disguise.
Hiding the sour truth.
Inedible realities covered in sweet indulgence. 
Carefully packaged as …”hard facts”.
Supply and demand is absurd 
If…
You’re another hapless member of the herd,
Over fed and led to slaughter.
But…
Who will you believe?
Who can you?
We are all like the candy man,
Packaging and selling our own truths
and opinions.
While the masses get fat
On lies and facts.

  © R.Marrs~2014.

Pry

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Cold metal warms as it enters.
Flesh unzips under its stark incision.
They gather to explore with hidden fingers.
Crude tools wait patiently for stained hands.
They indulge in my pain with wicked smiles
Prying eyes feasting on my interior.
Curiously they gaze, hoping to find my origin in the flayed tissue.
They invade my broken chassis searching for weakness.
Bent brows punctuate confusion, as my complex framework dilutes their expectations.
So many devices at their disposal for this, morbid deconstruction.
They overlooked the simplicity of one.
It cannot be said any clearer.
It can only be found…
in the cold hard truth of the mirror.

©R. Marrs~2014